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Lindiwe had gotten here. In the town’s short history, few had actually suffered as much as Lindiwe to reach Ashton Lovelock.

Desperation had driven Lindiwe to extreme procedures, as it had her fellow migrants who ‘d also made it through the journey.

Lindiwe had not viewed the stops on her voyage as a traveler might, although there were few European travelers who would venture into sub-Saharan Africa these days. And from what Lindiwe had heard about these camps, her most likely fate there would be a lonely death while she waited for a decision from the many federal government agencies and personal charities that were fruitlessly arguing with one another over the duty for feeding the millions of desperate souls in their care.

When there were so many other more immediate requirements to attend to, no one would want to be burdened with such obligation.

Lindiwe didn’t expect Ashton Lovelock to treat prohibited immigrants with any more generosity than Nairobi, Cairo, Harare, Sarajevo or Rotterdam would have done if her presence had been discovered by an official at any point on her trip. There were the weeks and, in the slums of Cairo, the months of working for extremely little pay and a terrific offer of verbal and physical abuse in professions that were far more menial than her post-graduate degree and expert training had actually ever prepared her for.

Here in the Kingdom of England, there might be a chance to make good the credentials that were surplus to requirements in Maseru. Lindiwe had high hopes for Ashton Lovelock. Regardless of the crumbling decay of the hastily-built house she was staying in, it was a fairly young town with energy-efficient real estate, comprehensive parking spaces, and a profusion of windmills and photovoltaic panels.

The reality was that Ashton Lovelock was a veritable paradise compared to her original home in Africa. The years of African scarcity hadn’t reduced total population numbers by quite. Maseru still housed a population far greater than its facilities might support. The authorities were useless against the criminal gangs that made it dangerous to venture out whether at day or night. The few readily available tasks paid extremely poorly if they ever paid at all. Homes and offices were collapsing from disregard. Queues of starving people wound through the high streets for the few items the criminal gangs permitted to get here in the shops. Only a lucky few were ever rewarded for their persistence.

This inevitably left a vacuum that was now being filled by the latest wave of immigrants: of which Lindiwe was one. She was only one of lots of. Lots of came from Africa, at least as many from the Middle East and Asia, and, undoubtedly, refugees from the racially intolerant Republic of North America.

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Aparo shared the same single bed mattress with Lindiwe in a room that had as soon as been a loft extension. Apara and Lindiwe shared the bed mattress in the daytime hours.

” There are no tasks at KFC-McDonalds,” said Aparo, describing the franchise where she worked. “You’re just going to have to search for work elsewhere.”

Lindiwe’s heart sank. She couldn’t sleep on the mattress in the evening due to the fact that Mr and Mrs Martin would exist and there weren’t lots of places open at night where she could intend to discover work. This suggested that her pursuit of employment would likewise mean going without sleep.

Bored and bleary-eyed, after a night spent in the vicinity of the bus depot in the business of others with absolutely nothing else to do, Lindiwe resolutely roamed the streets of Ashton Lovelock in the hunt for an employment opportunity. Not that there were numerous locations to go to in the town centre. The owner of KFC-McDonalds, herself a South African immigrant, was sympathetic but explained that there was a long waiting list of equally desperate candidates. The other fast-food chain, Yo Sushi Pizza Hut, was rather less friendly and more or less told her that just Muslim men might apply. Besides that, the only grocery store– a Tesco-Walmart– was openly hostile and informed her that the company had a policy of reporting suspected immigrants. There was little hope there either.

Lindiwe soon realised that there were no jobs for her in Ashton Lovelock at all. The immigrant community had already taken all the available low-paid chances. And this was much to the apparent distaste of native English people, much of whom honestly taunted Lindiwe with unsubtle tips of the unethical practices of the deposed Government of National Unity.

The ever-widening radius of her task search ultimately included an organization estate on the border of Swindon where Lindiwe, at last, gained a position but as absolutely nothing more demanding than a nightshift cleaning-woman. Although this position required a pricey two-hour commute by bus followed by a half-hour walk it was still better than needing to spend the whole night avoiding the couple sleeping on her daytime mattress.

Her official jobs mainly involved changing on and turning off the numerous cleaning makers and robots. However, it wasn’t long till Lindiwe found that cleansing wasn’t everything she was expected to do, although it wasn’t composed into her conditions of employment (which, in any case, were totally verbal and agreed with a handshake).

Throughout the very first week that Lindiwe worked at the George Monbiot eco-business park, she ended up being conscious of the presence of rooms that were out of bounds to her and the other night-time operatives. This was odd since the only people expected to be working at the offices so late at night were security guards and technical operatives.

It soon became evident what was happening when Lindiwe bumped into any of the people who ‘d been staying in a locked room. Lindiwe likewise saw the smell of sex that was lingering on their individual.

” I like all the staff to chip in,” Lindiwe’s employer described as he handed her the meagre rewards for her first week’s work. He was an exile who ‘d returned home after the change of government.

” Why don’t people go to whorehouses and massage parlours?” asked Lindiwe, who understood that her ongoing employment was likely conditional on her accepting this additional work.

” The change of government brought about lots of excellent possibilities,” Mr Singh stated with a sigh, “otherwise I would not be here, of course. This operation is comparable to many others you’ll discover all over this country.

And what they wanted was something Lindiwe now needed to provide about twice a week in one of the several out-of-bound workplaces. They were furnished with rather basic beds rather than desks, computer systems and chairs. The felt-covered partitions around each cubicle now served the function of hiding what was going on. There was a steady stream of consumers who concerned take pleasure in the affordable satisfaction that immigrant labour was now providing: their hungers whetted by the VR fantasies they might enjoy in the comfort of their own houses.

For Lindiwe, this provided no enjoyment at all till she squeezed into the workplace shower with the other nightshift cleaners to spray off the semen, urine and other physical fluids that the consumers thought was an essential part of love-making but during which ordeal the vaginal penetration was most likely the least distasteful part.

In the town’s brief history, few had actually suffered as much as Lindiwe to reach Ashton Lovelock. And from what Lindiwe had heard about these camps, her most likely fate there would be a lonesome death while she waited for a decision from the lots of government companies and personal charities that were fruitlessly arguing with one another over the responsibility for feeding the millions of desperate souls in their care.

Lindiwe didn’t anticipate Ashton Lovelock to treat prohibited immigrants with any more compassion than Nairobi, Cairo, Harare, Sarajevo or Rotterdam would have done if her presence had actually been found by an official at any point on her voyage. Bored and bleary-eyed, after a night spent in the area of the bus depot in the company of others with nothing else to do, Lindiwe resolutely wandered the streets of Ashton Lovelock in the hunt for a work opportunity. And this was much to the apparent distaste of native English people, numerous of whom honestly ridiculed Lindiwe with unsubtle pointers of the dishonest practices of the deposed Government of National Unity.

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